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and cotton-frock—yes, better than in this, well as you sup-
port these dignities.’
Tess’s sense of her striking appearance had given her a
flush of excitement, which was yet not happiness.
‘I’ll take them off,’ she said, ‘in case Jonathan should see
me. They are not fit for me, are they? They must be sold, I
suppose?’
‘Let them stay a few minutes longer. Sell them? Never. It
would be a breach of faith.’
Influenced by a second thought she readily obeyed. She
had something to tell, and there might be help in these. She
sat down with the jewels upon her; and they again indulged
in conjectures as to where Jonathan could possibly be with
their baggage. The ale they had poured out for his consump-
tion when he came had gone flat with long standing.
Shortly after this they began supper, which was already
laid on a side-table. Ere they had finished there was a jerk in
the fire-smoke, the rising skein of which bulged out into the
room, as if some giant had laid his hand on the chimney-
top for a moment. It had been caused by the opening of the
outer door. A heavy step was now heard in the passage, and
Angel went out.
‘I couldn’ make nobody hear at all by knocking,’ apolo-
gized Jonathan Kail, for it was he at last; ‘and as’t was raining
out I opened the door. I’ve brought the things, sir.’
‘I am very glad to see them. But you are very late.’
‘Well, yes, sir.’
There was something subdued in Jonathan Kail’s tone
which had not been there in the day, and lines of concern